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Subject: Annie Story #1
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GROWING PAINS &  PLEASURES

The Growth of My Sexuality

Annie

	Like a lot of women, I married young, without much sexual
experience. I was eighteen and had never slept with anyone but my husband.
In high school I dated, had a very active social life, cheerleader,
Homecoming court, all the "right" things. I had petted a little now and
then, but no boy ever even touched my breasts and I had no idea what a
"hard-on" was back then.  I married my high school sweetheart after one
semester of college. My family was old fashioned and conservative and sex
was something never talked about. My husband was not much more experienced
than I was, but he was my only "teacher".  It took him two years after we
were married to get me to try oral sex with him. Sometime after about five
years of marriage and two kids, Tom began to talk about some sexual
fantasies he had. These dealt with me acting as a prostitute. He did all
the talking and it turned him on. 
We were living in a rural area with few neighbors, all old farm families.
Tom got transferred to a large university town, teaching at a local high
school. This was definitely culture shock for both of us. Everybody was so
much more liberal and I realize now that I was looked at as a naïve idiot
in more than just sex. I felt stupid and of course responded by learning
not to say much and just do what everyone else did. Tom had a much easier
time of it as he was back in school and being exposed to all the latest
ideas. It was inevitable that he had an affair with a college student
about six years younger than him. I was devastated and didn’t know what to
do. I had three little kids, no job skills and no education. I was
trapped. I was in the most emotional pain I had ever felt. But I still
loved him. 
He told me that the short affair was nothing serious, just sexual
experimentation that he had never gotten to experience since we had
married right out of high school. He spent hours talking to me and
convincing me that it was OK to have extra-marital sex because we had
missed that period in our lives when people experimented with others. I
wasn’t easy to convince, but I gradually began to accept this theory. 
Everyone we knew seemed to have been involved with someone else at the
school at one time or another. He told me that I should do it if the
occasion ever arose and that he would understand. After all it was, as he
put it, an endless bowl of ice cream that never ran out no matter much you
had. So what if somebody else took a spoonful now and then, the supply was
limitless! 
My "growing" began about six months later. We had another couple
over for
dinner and some drinks. The night grew late and since they had a lot to
drink, they decided to stay. The other guy helped me set up a rollaway bed
for him and his wife. As we put on the sheets and pillows, we started
laughing and pillow fighting. His wife and Tom just watched. I must admit
that I found it sexually exciting to be rolling around the bed and the
floor with another man. Nothing sexual happened. We didn’t kiss or touch,
but I think he felt the sexual tension too!
That night when Tom and I went to bed, he asked me if I had thought about
sleeping with Bob. Of course at first I denied it, but when he asked me to
think about Bob when we were making love, I really got into it. I was very
turned by the thought of Bob touching me and being in me. Tom knew that I
felt sexually attracted to Bob. Tom and I fucked each other silly that
night. 
A couple months later, Tom had to be gone away for two weeks to a summer
school program. I knew he was going to be partying every night after work.
I felt abandoned and alone and wondered if he would fool around on me
again. I knew he would if things worked out right. After he left, I got to
thinking about what he had said about having another man. I was a little
angry that he would so casually let another man have me, but also turned
on by what might happen. Tom had already been unfaithful, so he couldn’t
say too much, and maybe this would make him realize what he was risking.
Bob had recently separated from his wife and was living alone in their
house. I called Bob and asked him if I could stop by some night and talk.
He was a little hesitant, but said it was OK.
When I left for his house, I still hadn’t decided for sure if I would
sleep with him. He might not like me, or think I was a slut for being
unfaithful to Tom. My stomach was in knots and doing flip flops as I drove
to his house. I almost turned around a couple times. I had not worn
anything special, just jeans, a midriff cut blouse and sandals, regular
bra and panties. I had put perfume on my breasts and my thighs around my
cunt, so I know I wanted something to happen.
Bob answered the door and we sat on the couch. We had a couple drinks as
we talked about how I felt trapped and alone. He said he knew about Tom’s
affair and understood my fears. He was very sympathetic and told me that
his wife and him had similar problems. She had been sleeping with another
teacher at school and that led to their separation.
After an hour or so nothing sexual had happened between us. No hugs,
kisses or touches. Bob went to answer the door. The paper boy was
collecting. He took care of that and as he closed the door, I knew it was
now or never. I would have to make the first move. I stood up and walked
toward him as he returned to the living room. I put my arms around his
neck and kissed him saying "This is what I came here for"  Bob
looked
surprised, but pleased. He kissed me back, pushing his tongue past my
lips. He reached down grabbed my bottom, pulling me tight against him. I
actually got dizzy with the excitement I felt. We went back to the couch.
He said "Are you sure this is OK?" I told him that Tom had told
me to try
it if I got the chance and that Tom wouldn’t be angry at all. That was all
Bob needed to hear.
Bob is about 6-3, thin, long brown hair and blue eyes. Tom is 5-10,
average build. I’m    5-9, 135, very athletic, with large breasts and long
legs. I stand eye to eye with Tom. Being with Bob was different as I had
to look up at him. When we embraced, it felt so different than Tom. We
made contact in completely different spots. We quickly progressed from
deep kisses to touching each other. Bob gently massaged my breasts beneath
my blouse and I cautiously worked my hands down his chest and stomach
toward his zipper. When I put my had on his jeans and felt his hard cock
under them, I knew how different he was from Tom. He felt HUGE! I rubbed
him from outside his pants and he unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked my
bra. My breasts are 36D’s and very firm and round. Bob was delighted with
them and told me he had always admired my body. He suggested we move into
the bedroom.
He lit a couple candles and slowly undressed me the rest of the way. He
looked up and down my body smiling and telling how beautiful I looked. I
was getting self-conscious and scrambled onto the bed grabbing the covers.
Another surprise! It was a waterbed, the first I’d ever been on. Bob
finished undressing and got into bed. I was amazed at the size of his
cock. I moved my hands all over his body exploring every inch. He was
doing the same to mine and it was wonderful. Much better than I had ever
fantasized it would be. After several minutes of getting to know each
other, I asked him if I could go down on him. Of course he wanted me too.
I did it because I thought that was what guys liked. It’s never been a
great turn on just to have a man in my mouth. The thrill is from the
response I get, the control and power it gives me. With Bob it was the
first time I had ever felt this sense of power and control. Tom had always
directed our lovemaking and always controlled me. 
Bob was at least 11 inches long, almost two inches in diameter, and curved
upward like a banana. He was circumcised and Tom is not, so that looked
and felt different. I could not get all of Bob into my mouth and I was
afraid he’d be disappointed. I could cover the head of him and take a few
inches down into my mouth, but he was just too thick. I started to
apologize, but Bob said I was doing great. I began bobbing my head up and
down and he kept going further and further in. I was holding his cock with
both hands on the shaft like a baseball bat, and still my lips didn’t
touch my hands when he slid down into my mouth. 
Bob then slid around and began to lick and play with my cunt. His fingers
were much bigger than Tom’s and felt good sliding in and out of my cunt.
We played and sucked for a long time, and I know I was dripping wet. I
hadn’t cum yet though. Bob asked me if I was ready and I nodded. He
kneeled between my legs as I drew my knees up slightly and spread my legs
a little wider apart. I never thought about whether I could handle his
large cock, I only thought here comes my first man. He’ll be in me in a
second. The thought was overwhelming me. I was afraid, excited,
apprehensive, turned on, nervous, lustful, every possible emotion at once.
As he moved toward my wet cunt, I took a hold of his cock and guided him
straight in. It was unbelievable! Like the first time only better because
I knew what it was supposed to be like this time! He moved slowly, going
in deeper and deeper with each stroke. After a couple minutes, I was
taking Bob all the way in, his pubic hair mashing against mine. I pushed
myself up to meet him with each stroke, pulling his bottom down hard to
push him into me. He ran his fingers through my hair, stroked my breasts
and gave me all I wanted. My legs went high in the air and wide apart, I
wrapped them around his ass and pulled him as tight against me as I could.
I was totally into this sexual experience!
We must have gone on like that for 15 or 20 minutes. Bob would go all the
way in and then draw back slowly until he was almost completely out then
slowly, teasingly back in me. He asked me if I was ready to cum yet. I
felt great, but I had only cum when riding on top of Tom. I told Bob and
he just rolled us over and let me ride. I started slowly, sliding back and
forth, feeling myself rubbing hard against him. I started moving faster
and faster. My hands squeezed his chest as I rode him. He felt my breasts
and played with my nipples as I rode. I could feel it building inside me,
I know I was moaning and talking dirty, my head was thrown back and I had
my hands on his hips as I was now straight up on top on him! I came really
hard, shuddering and crying it felt so good. Without Bob coming out of me,
I started again. This time it was slow and very nice.		I don’t
know how Bob kept from cumming, but he did. I must have cum six or seven
times on top of him, almost non-stop after the first hard one. Finally I
collapsed on top of Bob, breathing hard, with my cunt just quivering. We
laid there for a few minutes and when I had caught my breath, he asked me
if he could cum in me from behind. I told him he could have anything he
wanted. He rolled out from under me and I laid down on my stomach. I could
feel the cold wet spot where we had soaked the sheets with our juices. The
waterbed kept us moving a little all the time. Bob put a pillow under my
hips to raise my bottom just a little. Slowly he slid his cock into my
cunt from behind, lying on top of me, holding his weight off me. He began
slow stroking me, almost out then deep in me again. I could hear him
breathing harder and starting to moan and make animal-like noises. He was
going wild, pounding me fast and hard, his stomach slapping up against my
ass. I raised my legs and was bucking back against him, actually kicking
his ass with my heels as he pumped into me. He let his full weight down on
me and slammed into me with a deep groan as he finally came. I could feel
him throbbing and shooting cum into me. He was pulsating against the very
back of my cunt.
Both exhausted, we rolled on our sides and just feel asleep. When I awoke,
I had my stomach against his back, my arms around him. I reached down and
felt his cock, stroking slowly to wake him. He got big and hard
immediately. He rolled over on his back and pulled me on top of him. I
slowly lowered myself down, sliding him into my still slippery cunt. He
pulled my hips down on him and pushed up into me. I rode slowly, just
feeling how full I was and how deep his cock went into me. I know I was
ready to cum again, when the phone rang. As Bob went to the other room to
answer the phone, I knew it was over. The moment was gone. I began to
dress and when Bob returned, I told him it was time for me to get home. He
kissed me and thanked me.
On the way home, I could feel the wetness in my panties as he leaked out
of me. I could still feel his hands all over me. After I sent the baby
sitter home I got in bed and masturbated until I fell asleep. I felt no
guilt or remorse, just excitement and wonder. Pure pleasure.
That was the beginning of how my life changed. I never slept with Bob
again. We talked a few times, but never worked anything out. He moved a
short time later. I told Tom about what happened when he got back home. He
was actually happy about it! He had slept with another teacher while he
was away and I think this relieved his guilt. He encouraged me to
experiment and said he was going to do the same. He was so turned on by
hearing me tell him about Bob, that he had me repeat it over and over as
he fucked me.
As time went on I sometimes felt guilt and remorse for how our lives had
changed. I worried about our future and whether we would stay together. I
felt like a slut. Then I would reverse and feel liberated and free. My
sexual growth was going to continue! That’s the next "story"


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From: allene1024@aol.com (AllenE1024)
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Subject: Annie Story #2
Date: 18 Jul 1997 16:08:20 GMT
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GROWING PAINS &  PLEASURES
Chapter 2
Annie


Chapter one told you about the circumstances that led to my first
affair. After I slept with my husband’s friend Bob, our "sex" life began
to
change more rapidly. Tom had already had his second little fling. I was
now 24, married for 5 years with three kids. I still had my cheerleader
figure, 5-8, 135, 36d-27-37, long legs, brown hair and green eyes. I knew
by this time that I was very attractive to men and that I was considered
very pretty as well. Earlier I had lacked confidence in myself. Tom kept
encouraging me to sleep with other men. I hadn’t done it again, but we
fantasized about it all the time. He asked me what I thought of various
guys and then had me pretend I was fucking them as we made love. It got
him incredibly turned on! 
It was during this time between my first and second affair that we
introduced sex toys into our marriage. Tom wanted to watch me fuck
somebody, but I was not at all interested in doing that. He would have me
masturbate and watch me, having me tell him a fantasy about another guy
fucking me ( usually a named friend of ours) as I masturbated myself with
my fingers. One night he suggested that I use something to put in me as a
substitute for a cock. He suggested a banana, but we didn’t have any. We
did have some cucumbers! Tom told me to wait while he washed one and then
he returned to the bedroom. As I fantasized out loud about having another
guy, he began to play with my cunt, rubbing the cucumber around the
opening and against my thighs. I was actually beginning to want it in me!
I was pretending it was our neighbor. He was a nice guy whose wife had
left him with two kids. My hips were pumping slowly as I lay on my back.
Tom was rubbing my tits and my cunt. Slowly he pushed the cucumber in as I
talked about Herb, the neighbor. It was like I could see and feel his cock
going into me! It really felt great! 
As I rubbed my clit, Tom slid the cucumber in and out of me. He
was jacking off with his other hand while I described Herb fucking me. Tom
came quickly, but I needed more. He continued to pump it in and out. Then
he pulled it all the way out. I opened my eyes and said "What are you
doing? I’m  almost there!" I hard barely spoken when I felt it going back
in. Tom had another cucumber, this one much bigger! It was so big, that I
couldn’t take it at first. I told him no, just use the first one.  But he
slowly pushed it in and out, giving me more and more each time. I didn’t
like what was happening, but I wanted to cum, so I let him continue. This
one was as big around as a beer can, and well over a foot long. My hips
continued to pump automatically. After just a few minutes I was taking it
all in except a few inches that Tom held onto. I really let go and started
calling Herb’s name begging for his cock! Tom got hard again and put his
cock in my mouth, I sucked him and fucked that big cucumber until we both
came! 
Tom told me that he wanted me to do that with him and another guy
for real. I told him no way, fantasy would have to be enough. We repeated
that sexual fantasy many times, with many objects. Once we used a large
ring bologna. It was much better as it flexed like a real cock. It was big
and thick and I could have as much length as I wanted.  Also it was
curved, like Bob, the only guy I had fucked besides Tom. I would kneel on
all fours and Tom would ram it in and out while I sucked his cock. It
drove him wild to think of me having another guy in me from behind as I
sucked him. This kind of fantasy play made our sex life together better
than ever before. Tom went wild over my stories and I enjoyed thinking
about other guys. Eventually a rubber cock shaped dildo replaced the
vegetables and bologna.
Tom continued to tell me that he wanted me to have sex with
another guy, but I felt satisfied with our enhanced sex life. It was
almost a year after my first affair when we had a picnic for all our
friends at our house. We had a keg of beer by the pool, beautiful sunny
afternoon and lots of people. I had a bikini on and I knew I looked good.
The party went on into the night. I had a lot to drink. I had struck up a
conversation with Dave, a teacher who worked with Tom. Dave was a black
man, 6-4, broad shouldered, short beard, probably about 40. We laid on the
living room floor and drank and talked. Tom said hi occasionally, but kind
of
avoided us.  We were drinking tequila sunrises and ran out of orange
juice. I told Tom I was going to get more juice. Dave said he’d drive me
to the store and Tom said OK. After we got the juice, Dave and I sat in
the car for just a minute. He kissed me and I let him put his hands on my
breasts. I had put on a pool dress so he didn’t actually touch them. I
said, "That’s enough!" and pulled away. When we got back, everybody was
getting ready to leave. It was well after dark and the party was moving to
another house for those who wished to continue.. Tom said we should go
too. As we were getting ready to leave, he asked me if I had done anything
with Dave while we were at the store. I said absolutely not, acting a
little mad. He said  "Go ahead if you want, I don’t mind."  I told him we
just talked. As we were getting ready to leave, Dave said " Ride with me
Annie" Tom just waved me off with him, so I got into his car. There were a
couple other people there too, so nothing happened. We just continued to
talk.
I was pretty drunk by this time, and when we got to the other
party, there were a lot of people I didn’t know there. Tom was talking
with other people, so I continued to talk with Dave. After what Tom had
said, I began to think about Dave sexually. He was almost 15 years older
than me and black. This was way out of bounds for my conservative past.
Somebody started passing around joints and we smoked and drank. I went to
the bathroom and as I returned, I sat on Tom’s lap for a minute. He asked
me if I was ready to fuck. I smiled and said, "You bet!" He said,  "Dave?"
I
didn’t answer, but gave him a negative look. He must have misunderstood
because he then asked me if I was ready for both him and Dave. I made it
clear I was not! I went back to the other room and Dave started talking
with me again.
By now it was after midnight and I was stoned. I remember going
into the bedroom with Dave and lying down. I had changed before we left
and had on jeans and a tee shirt. I know we talked about my problems with
Tom. Dave kissed me and I kissed back. He put his hands under my shirt and
undid my bra. I found my hands at his zipper and undid his pants. We
kissed and fondled each other. 
I remember nothing after that! Tom told me that we were in the
bedroom for over an hour and he was going to come in, but one of the other
guys said he shouldn’t. The other guy checked the room and told Tom not to
go in. After about 15 minutes Tom said he couldn’t wait anymore and came
in. He found the room very dark. Dave and I were on the bed lying next to
each other fully dressed. My top button on my jeans was undone. He
whispered it was time to go.  We stumbled out the door and left shortly
after. 
When we got home, Tom asked me if I fucked Dave. I said "No way",
we kissed a little and he might have felt me up a little, but that was
all. Tom asked me why my panties were so wet, and I told him I was
probably turned on by the kissing. The truth was I couldn’t remember!  I
do know that Tom was really turned on and we had HOT sex that night and
the rest of the weekend. I also know that I think I might have fucked him
and just blotted it out. Tom talked with Dave  a long time after and
although Dave didn’t say directly, he did lead Tom to believe that he had
fucked me that night. After the way Tom got so horny talking about me
doing it with Dave, I wished and hoped I had! Again I was both angry and
pleased.
A couple weeks later Tom was off to summer school camp again for
two weeks. During the past few months I had been gardening beside the
house, next to Herb’s driveway. He worked afternoon’s  and had been
spending the mornings working on his car in the driveway. It was the sunny
side of the house and I often wore a two piece or bikini bathing suit as I
worked in the garden. We began to talk as we worked side by side. We
talked about his wife who had left him. We talked about Tom and me. I told
him about my one time affair and about what had happened or maybe not
happened with Dave a couple weeks earlier. It was like talking to a
friend. I never felt a sexual thing when we talked. I did fantasize about
him in bed with Tom though. 
The day after Tom left for summer school, I took my kids to the
oldest one’s little league game. Herb’s boy played on the same team. After
the game we went for pizza, kids and all. We laughed and the kids played
and we all had a ball. About 9:30 that night Herb called me and said he
had his kids asleep and would I mind if he came next door for a while. I
said sure come on over, mine are in bed too! He arrived and we sat on the
couch and talked a bit. I got a bottle of wine out and we played some
video games, lying on some big overstuffed pillows in front of the TV. I
was just having fun and enjoying my freedom. Nothing sexual had occurred
to me. Then Herb kissed me!
It was like a lightening bolt! It sent waves through me. I kissed
him back and I knew what was going to happen. I could feel a sense of
power and control over Herb. I knew he hadn’t had a woman in a long time,
since his wife had left him. There was a sense of desperation present in
his voice and his movements. He kept kissing and probing my mouth with his
tongue. His hands went to my breasts, squeezing and massaging them through
my bra and tee shirt. He reached for my bra, pushing my tee shirt up and
said " Can I ?"  I said, "Oh Yes!" There was no doubt in my mind what I
wanted! 
He loved my breasts. They are full and round, with nice hard
nipples. His wife had almost no tits at all, very flat chested and really
thin. He later told me he almost came when he saw and touched mine that
first time. As he played with my tits, I unzipped him and grabbed his cock
in my hand. He was very hard and about 6 or 7 inches long. About the same
as Tom. I stroked him a few times as I pulled his pants off. I was the one
in charge! I was controlling this whole scene! I felt a sense of power
over him, but also a sense of helplessness  because I couldn’t stop if I
had tried. Herb rolled me over on my back and pulled my jeans and panties
off one leg and part way down the other. He couldn’t wait long enough to
take them all the way off and I didn’t care! I laid there with my back on
the pillows, my shirt and bra pushed up over my tits and my legs wide open
for him. His touch melted me from the inside out! He played with me a
little and kissed my breasts and started moving down my stomach toward my
cunt. I pulled him back up over me, took his cock in my hand and guided
him into me. He thrusted and pumped like a wild man! I was wet and
slippery so his immediate pounding didn’t hurt. He was so excited! I felt
that strong sense of power over him, knowing it was me that had driven him
out of control. He moaned, breathed very hard and ragged and came in less
than a minute! As he laid on me he said, "It’s been so long !"  He then
kissed and played with me, apologizing for not being able to keep from
cumming so soon. I really didn’t mind. The feeling of being able to make
him feel that way was satisfaction enough! 	
Herb called the next morning to say he was sorry and to see if I
was OK. I was happy and proud of myself and told him so. He said it was
fantastic and he really loved it. He wanted to know if  I was going to
tell Tom. He knew about Tom’s desire for me to fuck somebody else. I told
him I didn’t think so,  at least not right away. He seemed relieved.  This
was step 2 in my sexual growth. I had discovered the power of my
sexuality!